Friday: You call that 7300 days?
Jun. 28th, 2009 09:01 pmWell, despite being stressed out to the max, Omaha and I managed to get away for the evening (thank you so much, Lisakit, for coming over even with your messed-up ankle). We went to the Saffron grill where the couple behind us talked Star Trek all dinner long, but that was okay; I vaguely recognized them from a long-past Merchants of Diva party. Omaha and I commiserated about how stressed out we were and how well we were doing otherwise, and talked about the opportunities that might be coming up in the near future.
After dinner, we went shopping. I know, that doesn't sound like a sexy thing to do on your 20th anniversary, but Omaha won't shop for herself unless I make her, and so I took her to the mall and told her to buy herself a few decent bras, as the ones she owns are falling apart.
After that, we drove down to Elliot Bay Hot Tubs and spent an hour relaxing. And believe me, that's the most relaxed I've felt in days. We just relaxed in that very warm room for an hour, listening to music on the in-house "Tranquility" channel, and decided that was that. We were still too stressed out for more.
We went home and went to bed. Whee. Exciting.
After dinner, we went shopping. I know, that doesn't sound like a sexy thing to do on your 20th anniversary, but Omaha won't shop for herself unless I make her, and so I took her to the mall and told her to buy herself a few decent bras, as the ones she owns are falling apart.
After that, we drove down to Elliot Bay Hot Tubs and spent an hour relaxing. And believe me, that's the most relaxed I've felt in days. We just relaxed in that very warm room for an hour, listening to music on the in-house "Tranquility" channel, and decided that was that. We were still too stressed out for more.
We went home and went to bed. Whee. Exciting.